Lyrics

It was his wicked wish
to walk among the sheep
He rolled into her sheets
It was the devil's breed

She was a virgin daughter
He swept her off her feet.
He set black hell on fire
She set his spirit free.

If she's the fish, he is the sea
If she's the tree, he is the land
The devil's breed, the mourning sheep
The wicked wish…

She kept this world together
How heavy of a task…
He was to change the game
to set the world on track

The ends should intersect,
but right and wrong are pending
The world should still make sense
in this story ending.

If she's the fish, he is the sea
If she's the tree, he is the land
The devil's breed, the mourning sheep
The wicked wish.